Xiaoyao Xiaojunhou

Chapter 457 457. Quietly
The building is full of flowers.

In the hall on the first floor.

This hall is already crowded!
The poetry meeting has not officially started yet, and is now being "warmed up."

On the stage in the hall, there was already a group of dancers dancing, accompanied by music... These are free and do not cost money. This is one of the reasons why the Poetry Club is so popular.

After the dance, there were pipa solos, ditty playing and singing, and other programs.

These are the top songs and dances in Huamanlou. If you want to enjoy them alone, you will probably have to spend thousands of taels.

A veritable gold-selling den!

Under the stage, in the nearest position, three people, Zhu Xiuyuan, Jiangdu Wang, and Yan Dashan, were sitting impressively.

King Jiangdu was not very interested in singing and dancing. He just watched quietly and glanced sideways at Zhu Xiuyuan from time to time.

Zhu Xiuyuan rummaged through his memory for the poems he wanted to copy later... He finally had time to study the poems circulated in the world, and knew which ones could be copied and which ones should not be copied.

Talking about the mountains is like sitting on pins and needles.

First of all, this position... He actually sat in the same place as his benefactor and King Jiangdu!
Oh my god, Yan Dashan, the little heart of a kind person, is jumping non-stop. He has grown up so big, and he has never been so beautiful. You know, his current status is just a servant!
In addition, it is the venue of Huamanlou.

He had been involved in the secret incident of his benefactor's "private meeting with Kou Wanwan" and knew the relationship between his benefactor and Kou Wanwan.

But... my benefactor actually pretended not to recognize Kou Wanwan, and still attended the poetry meeting she held here, and even made a bet with King Jiangdu...

All these things made Yan Dashan feel strange.

This makes him, a kind person, really uncomfortable!

Because his benefactor wouldn't let him leave, he sat here, wanting to laugh, cry, and be in a daze...

After a while, the song and dance performance ended.

On the stage, three layers of bead curtains and two layers of translucent tulle were put down to cover up the world inside.

Indistinct, hazy, indistinct, but it greatly stimulated the desire to explore deep in my heart.

Suddenly, the whole hall erupted into howls of ghosts and wolves.

Kou Wanwan is out!

She was seen slowly turning out from behind a screen, wearing a gauze mask. She was supported by a maid on each side, and walked slowly to a desk in the middle of the stage and sat down.

The left and right maids stand behind.

Among the two maids, one of them was Xiao Huan, whom Zhu Xiuyuan recognized.

But the other one looked unfamiliar, also wearing a red dress, slim and graceful, standing proudly, scanning the world outside the stage, with curiosity, indifference, and a hint of excitement in her eyes.

Zhu Xiuyuan stared at the unfamiliar maid, and then looked at Kou Wanwan.

Separated by three layers of bead curtains, two layers of tulle, and the tulle on Kou Wanwan's face... no one could actually see her appearance clearly.

However, Zhu Xiuyuan still felt a little unhappy in his heart.

After a while, Xiaohuan took two steps forward, but he was still behind the heavy bead curtain.

Everyone saw Xiao Huan pressing down with both hands, so everyone stopped crying and howling.

The whole hall fell silent.

During this process, no one noticed that King Jiangdu secretly glanced at the maid in red skirt behind the heavy bead curtain, both of them had glaring eyes...

Xiaohuan smiled and made a preface, saying that the weather was good today and her daughter was in a good mood, so she decided to hold this poetry meeting.Anyone who thinks they are talented can come forward to write a poem, and Kou Wanwan will make the final judgment and select the top poet of the poetry meeting. The winner of the top poem can enter Kou Wanwan's boudoir to sing...

As soon as the words fell, the entire hall became restless.

Let’s go into Kou Wanwan’s boudoir for a chat!

Although you can't do anything, because all the singing and dancing girls in Huamanlou are Qinghuan, it is extremely wonderful to be able to talk and chat with Miss Kou up close!

Perhaps, the process of meeting Kou Wanwan was not very pleasant.But it sounds nice to say this, and it gives you face.

Chen Guo's literary style was at its peak, and these scholars valued this appearance...

Zhu Xiuyuan listened to the ghosts crying and wolf howling in the hall, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. He wanted to lift the heavy bead curtain, rush up, catch Kou Wanwan, and teach her a lesson!
This woman is so capable of tormenting and behaving like a monster!

Xiaohuan suppressed the cry of ghosts and wolves again, said a few more words, and announced the beginning of the poetry meeting.

"My lord, I'm going to write poetry now, my lord, are you going?" Zhu Xiuyuan got up and cupped his hands.

"Uh... I don't need it. Haha, although I made a bet with Uncle Jiang Cheng, I still wish Uncle Jiang Cheng to come out on top, win the top poem, and return home with a beautiful woman!" King Jiangdu said with a smile.

"Borrowing the prince's good words..."

Zhu Xiuyuan walked to the side of the stage, where pens, inks, paper and inkstones had already been prepared. He dipped his pen in the ink and composed a poem in a few strokes. After drying the ink, he handed it over to the clerk at Huamanlou.

The guys at Huamanlou were responsible for collecting poems from talented people, sorting them out, and then handing them over to the small ring inside the heavy bead curtain.

Through Xiaohuan's hand, the poem manuscript was placed on Kou Wanwan's desk.

In fact, the guests in the building were notified of the poetry meeting this time very early, and the song and dance performance just took less than half an hour. After such a long time, the talented person who intends to win the poetry leader has already prepared it in his heart. Abdomen.

Therefore, many people write as soon as they pick up the pen and finish the manuscript in just a few breaths.

Soon, the guy who specializes in collecting poetry manuscripts had collected all the manuscripts and respectfully handed them to Xiaohuan behind the heavy bead curtain.

Xiaohuan naturally knew what her young lady was thinking. She took out the last poem manuscript and placed it on top, and then put a large stack of manuscript paper on the young lady's desk.

Since Zhu Xiuyuan finished it the fastest, the clerk put it at the bottom when he collected the poems.

Xiaohuan knew that her young lady actually had the purpose of "spoofing" Zhu Xiuyuan's poem in organizing this poetry meeting.

The young lady loves Zhu Xiuyuan's poems like treasures. When she misses Mr. Zhu, she always sleeps with them close to her heart...

So she put Zhu Xiuyuan's poem manuscript at the top so that the young lady could see it immediately.

Kou Wanwan was originally sitting behind the desk. When the pile of poem manuscripts was placed on the table, she immediately picked up the first copy and was so impatient that the ladylike posture she had maintained for so long collapsed a little.

The first poem draft was written by Zhu Xiuyuan.

Kou Wanwan looked quickly and saw what was written above:

“The mountain is high, and the beginning of the month is small.

The moon is small, He Jiaojiao.

I have something to think about far away, and when I don’t see you for a day, my heart becomes quiet. "

Kou Wanwan's breathing quickened, her whole body trembled slightly, and her hands holding the poem manuscript unconsciously exerted force, pinching the paper into wrinkles.

However, she immediately woke up and hurriedly let go of her hands to smooth out the wrinkles. Her movements were extremely careful and gentle, and her brows were soft and smiling, which was very different from the spirit she used to have in the past.

Seeing this, Xiaohuan couldn't help but cover her mouth and snicker secretly.

The maid in the red dress on the other side glanced at the manuscript paper, and then secretly "cut" it, her eyes full of disgust.

Kou Wanwan took this poem manuscript and read it over and over for a long time, seeming to be obsessed with it.

Especially the line "I haven't seen you for a day, my heart is quiet" in this poem is like a "Cupid's arrow", which pierced her heart, and bursts of sweetness filled her heart, so that she forgot the following That big pile of poems.

Thanks to Xiaohuan's reminder, she remembered this...

Soon after.

The poem will reach its most exciting stage.

That is to recite in public, from the worst poetry to the best poetry!

Regardless of whether the poem is well written or not, when one's poems are read out in public, they always get a lot of applause, which makes it very lively.

But... Zhu Xiuyuan, King Jiangdu, and Yan Dashan were all yawning.

Zhu Xiuyuan looked down upon the poems they wrote. Compared with the poems in his memory, these written rubbish were simply rubbish and not worth listening to.

Besides, Zhu Xiuyuan actually doesn’t know how to analyze and appreciate a poem...

If everyone knew what Zhu Xiuyuan was thinking, Zhu Xiuyuan would probably be sprayed all over his body!

King Jiangdu is a warrior through and through. He hates articles, poems and the like. The reason why he is still here is to make a bet with Zhu Xiuyuan.

So those poems sounded like bullshit to him and he didn’t understand what they said!
As for Yan Dashan, he actually doesn’t understand the beauty of poetry. In fact, he has been yawning for a long time...

Over time.

King Jiangdu could not sit still.

Because there are fewer and fewer poems to be read in Xiaohuan's hands, but Zhu Xiuyuan's poems have not been read yet.

Zhu Xiuyuan was sitting next to King Jiangdu. He faintly felt a power that was getting stronger and stronger as the number of poems in Xiaohuan's hand decreased.

Issued from the king of Jiangdu.

This feeling is very wonderful!

But Zhu Xiuyuan did feel it.

Not only Zhu Xiuyuan, but also Yan Dashan next to him felt it.

Zhu Xiuyuan glanced at him, and then Yan Dashan secretly strengthened his defenses. The boring yawning state was gone forever.

Finally, Xiaohuan only had the last two poems left in his hands!

But Zhu Xiuyuan's poem manuscript has still not been recited, which means that Zhu Xiuyuan's chance of winning the poetry championship will be as high as 50.00%!
Zhu Xiuyuan sensed that the power exuded by King Jiangdu next to him had reached a new height.

This kind of power made him uncomfortable.

It was like he was stalking and fighting, which made Zhu Xiuyuan feel very unhappy.

Yan Dashan was aroused by this and couldn't help but grab Zhu Xiuyuan's arm and use force secretly. It seemed that he would pull Zhu Xiuyuan away as soon as something went wrong.

Zhu Xiuyuan stared at Yan Dashan's hand holding his arm and said nothing, which was regarded as acquiescence.

Finally, Xiaohuan took out the second-to-last poem manuscript.

She first told everyone which young master this poem was written by... No surprise, this person was not Zhu Xiuyuan!

In other words, Zhu Xiuyuan won the top poem in this poetry competition!

At that moment, the power exuded by King Jiangdu suddenly increased and became very scary. Yan Dashan was so excited by this power that he almost ran away.

But fortunately, at the last moment, the power of King Jiangdu disappeared completely, as if it had never been there before.

"Haha, it turns out that I have made a mistake. Uncle Jiang Cheng is worthy of being a young hero and a pillar of the country. Haha, he not only knows military affairs, but is also proficient in writing and calligraphy. I admire him!"

King Jiangdu looked calm.

Zhu Xiuyuan observed carefully and found that he was not much different from before... Well, it seems that the palace of King Jiangdu is not shallow!
"I lost the bet this time. Don't worry, Uncle Jiang Cheng. I will keep my word and I will never bother Uncle Jiang Cheng again! Uncle Jiang Cheng is enjoying himself so much that I took my leave first!"

King Jiangdu said, cupped his hands and strode away.

Zhu Xiuyuan stood up and returned the gift with his hands, saying only: "Well done, Your Majesty!"

Zhu Xiuyuan didn't think he could restrain King Jiangdu from this bet, because he was so shameless!

Moreover, judging from the fact that "King Jiangdu personally came to invite him to a banquet", King Jiangdu had a strong heart. How could he give up so easily just because of a bet?

Zhu Xiuyuan himself thought it was impossible!
However, this bet is also useful. When King Jiangdu comes to bother him next time, he can use this reason to refuse ruthlessly. At least it will be reasonable, right?
However, Zhu Xiuyuan did not notice that before leaving, the King of Jiangdu had secretly stared behind the heavy beaded curtains and exchanged an incomprehensible look with the maid in the red dress!

The poem will end.

Zhu Xiuyuan won the first prize in poetry.

Not surprisingly, he suffered another wave of "envy, jealousy and hatred".

But he was used to it. Hey, even if he faced thousands of people in court, he was not afraid, let alone these literati.

Afraid?That is impossible!

However, the slap came very quickly.

Just when Xiaohuan invited him into Kou Wanwan's boudoir, a voice suddenly came out from the side: "Wait a minute!"

The voice was loud and tender, and sounded relatively neutral, but... Zhu Xiuyuan heard that it was a female voice.

Moreover, no matter how the female voice changed, he could still hear it.

Because this is the voice of his little lady Dong Shuzhen!
Dong Shuzhen is here! ?

Zhu Xiuyuan and Yan Dashan followed the sound, their faces frightened and their hearts shaken.

Zhu Xiuyuan was horrified and shocked. He had nothing to say. He was writing poems in the building to tease the young lady, but his wife caught him on the spot. How could he not be horrified and shocked?

As for Yan Dashan, he was simply scaring himself.

When he first saw Enmother coming, he subconsciously thought that Engong's private meeting with Kou Wanwan had been exposed. As an accomplice, what should he do?

Zhu Xiuyuan was horrified, his heart was up and down, and he stared dumbfoundedly at Dong Shuzhen running towards him.

I saw that Dong Shuzhen had changed into men's clothes, dressed as a scholar, and she had makeup on her face. She looked like a handsome young man.

There was another person behind Dong Shuzhen. Zhu Xiuyuan looked at it for a while and realized that this person should be her personal maid Xia Wu.

They, a pair of master and servant, came together!
Women disguise themselves as men and walk around shopping malls...

Zhu Xiuyuan was frightened, and several black lines appeared on his forehead.

Dong Shuzhen's sudden appearance attracted everyone's attention, including Kou Wanwan behind the heavy bead curtain.

She could tell at a glance that this person was Dong Shuzhen.

Her face changed several times, from horror, to relief, to amusement.

When Dong Shuzhen came closer, Zhu Xiuyuan reacted suddenly. He quickly smiled at Xiaohuan and said, "Well... there's no need to go to Miss Kou's boudoir. Haha, it's getting late now. I'm afraid my wife will be worried, so I'll say goodbye!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhu Xiuyuan wanted to run away.

"Hey, brother, don't worry!"

However, Dong Shuzhen, who was running towards him, grabbed him and he couldn't get away immediately.

"Brother, we are brothers and we have to do everything together. We are going to Miss Kou's room! We two brothers are going together!"

Dong Shuzhen said seriously, referring to her as "big brother", and everyone really thought she and Zhu Xiuyuan were biological brothers.

As soon as the words fell, the melon-eating crowd in the entire hall became excited.

Are you two brothers going to Miss Kou's boudoir together?

What is this operation!
Two dragons playing with phoenix?

"The demon Kou behind the curtain... Miss Kou, we two brothers sit and sleep together as one, and never separate. Since we want to have a romantic relationship with Miss Kou, we two brothers will naturally stay together."

"Miss Kou, I left my words here. You can either agree and let my two brothers go to your boudoir together. Or refuse, and my two brothers will turn around and leave. You can choose for yourself!"

Dong Shuzhen held Zhu Xiuyuan with one hand, put her other hand on her hips, and spoke loudly. The words she said made everyone excited.

【Ask for a monthly ticket】

(End of this chapter)